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You know you're having a bad day when:

-The emergency traffic lights for the roadworks surround the end of your street, thereby making you very confused and as such, later than you wanted for work.

-Upon arrival in work, the Nice Nurse has not been in, and as such, there is nothing ready at all in the kitchen, meaning you have to run around the kitchen finding everything and putting it all out on the tables. My job starts, officially, at eight. However, I meant to have all of breakfast set out for eight. I am like Father Christmas, except I bring an entire dining room cornflakes, rather than breakfasts for the whole world. The physics is the same. Either way, I've still had to work an entra ten minutes every morning for free, just to get the stuff from the kitchen onto the tables. I DO NOT HAVE TIME TO POUR CEREALS AND SCOOP BUTTER AND MARMALADE AND GRAPEFRUIT. I BARELY HAVE TIME TO MAKE FRESH TEA.

-The milk for the day is piled on a wheelchair because the fridge is BROKEN. Find self hauling ice from the freezer downstairs to placing milk bottles in a bucket and hoping Girl Guide training will come through again.

-Ten minutes after this, the fridge is fixed by Alec Two. Put milk back in and try not to swear.

-You overfill the washing up bowl to the extent where you have an interesting flood. Note that it is only 9.30am and resist urge to cry.

-... and then you explode milk in the microwave. Fortunately, no one noticed this one.

-You do tea and coffee rounds and frightening amount of washing up, collect the assorted coffee cups, do the tables in the dining room and SUDDENLY IT IS LUNCHTIME. My break appears to ave disappeared.

-... and then note that puddings have burnt. Contemplate washing up and once again contemplate hiding under the sink until all the people go away.

-All the jobs are not finished, and as such I have an exciting day planned tomorrow in which I frantically try and clean the dishwasher out OH YAY.

-The timesheet has gone AWOL. It was in my bag yesterday, and now it is. I'm going to bring a new one in tomorrow and beg Laura to sing for all the days I've worked because if I don't get paid for the last five days of back-breaking work (literally, I'm in more than a bit of pain right about now) I am going to kill people wih a ladle.

In conclusion, today has sucked. BUT IT IS PAYDAY ON FRIDAY and then I have Saturday AND Sunday off and I am unfeasibly excited about this. In between the exhaustion, naturally, but OHGOD TIME OFF. Instead of counting sheep, I go through the tea rota to send myself to sleep of an evening now. That's not right.

On the bright side, tomorrow is an easier day in terms of pots and pans. So that's a bit of a blessing, because after today, what with the worry about my timesheet, I'm looking for them.

~Hathy_Col~

Date: 2006-07-12 04:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kelemvor.livejournal.com
Is it wrong to be choking back laughter at the imagery in this post?
I have had days like that. Just not recently.

Date: 2006-07-13 01:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hathy-col.livejournal.com
Well, you have to laugh because otherwise I'd cry. It was funny, just, you know, not at the time.

Date: 2006-07-12 10:10 pm (UTC)
tau_sigma: (Default)
From: [personal profile] tau_sigma
*hugs* *more hugs* *offers non-broken fridge and non-exploding milk*
That sounds almost comically awful, if you don't mind my saying so. But we are more than halfway through the week, and I am also riduculously excited about the weekend despite having worked for only 3 days so far, so, um, all in all you're a better person than me. *g* Good luck tomorrow!

Date: 2006-07-13 01:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hathy-col.livejournal.com
*grabs fridge* Mine!

It is comically awful. Your job sounds so much better than this...

Date: 2006-07-13 05:21 pm (UTC)
tau_sigma: (Boggling Four)
From: [personal profile] tau_sigma
Aww. *hugs* My job involves the TERROR of knowing that whatever I pass is sent off for manufacture, and whatever I fail is lost money, so, um, eek. I don't feel like I should be given this responsibility! But now that I'm getting used to it I think it probably is pretty good. (Apart from the first two days, in which I COULD NOT USE THE TOILET. I don't think I have mentioned this yet. I may later. Suffice it to say you need a pass to get to the toilets, (the doors all have electronic locks,) and I didn't get one until yesterday lunchtime. This is not good.)

Date: 2006-07-15 04:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hathy-col.livejournal.com
You need a pass to use the toilet? See, I just don't go to the loo because OMG THERE IS NO TIME IN THE WHOLE DAY EVER EVER but also I am not there for long enough for this to be an issue.

You SO have my sympathy.

Date: 2006-07-16 12:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hannahbassill.livejournal.com
Soz, just had to go "OHMIGOSH SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE" at the fact you were listening to Samson by <3 Regina Spektor <3 at the time. Hem... I'm not sad... Really? :S

xXxXx

Date: 2006-07-17 02:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sevenhelz.livejournal.com
my ex-work used to leave milk out in crates Next to the fridge, as though this would keep them cool enough IN A HEATWAVE. clearly, they are the most intelligent people i have ever met. also, when the fruit juice had like, expanded, they would still sell it as long as no-one complained (who wasn't just an idiot worker).
xx

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